Regardless of his former status as a prince, or later as a crown prince, or now as the Second Emperor of Qi.

The little emperor had never felt so helpless.

The entire imperial city was dark and cold, and even the moon in the sky had disappeared.

He was now in a state of disgrace, his luxurious robes covered in dirt and dust...

He had already run out of the bedroom and was now hiding in this familiar yet unfamiliar imperial city.

Ever since he could remember, no one in the palace could refuse him except his father.

When did things start to go wrong?

As he grew up, his brothers became more and more distant from him.

By the time he was enthroned as the crown prince, there was almost no affection left between the brothers.

This was the second person to start rejecting him.

Later, he had the Prince's Palace and could recruit officials. More and more people came to him because of his reputation, and more and more people gave him suggestions.

Damn the Warring States culture, damn the scholars of various countries, can't you see the situation clearly?

Today, Middle-earth is unified.

The king is the king, and the minister is the minister!

There is a difference between the ruler and his subjects!

Nowadays, it is no longer popular to be smart and to rely on opposition to show off oneself.

What I want is someone who can do things for me, not a group of people who tell me what to do!

With Confucius as his teacher and the First Emperor of Qi admonishing him, isn't that enough?!

So, those people either left on their own like Mr. Dong...

Or they will be fired.

Although he could manipulate it, in order to secure his position as Crown Prince and to protect his reputation as a benevolent, filial and humble person...

He could only smile and let his saliva dry up.

The accumulation of these things made him make a crazy decision...

Patricide.

His patricide was different from that of ordinary people because his father was also a king.

But fortunately, he or his people didn't have to do anything personally.

He only needed to contact the wizards of the Witch Temple, bring them into the palace in advance, and quietly make some insignificant changes.

Taoism emphasizes nature, but when it comes to being close to nature, who can compare to a witch?

Where to plant some flowers and plants, where to move some statues, these slight changes could not even attract the attention of the Taoist Saint, but they caused the formation of the palace to stagnate for a moment.

And this trace of stagnation successfully caused the death of his father.

He originally thought that this way, he could inherit the throne...

Unexpectedly, the always respectful Confucius said to him...

Things went wrong afterwards.

Zhong Kui committed suicide, and his father resurrected as a corpse...

After finally ascending the throne, he couldn't wait to drive away Confucius, and the gentry began to keep their distance from him again.

I’ve never seen it so difficult to stand behind my father before!

All my father had to do was puff out his beard and glare at me, raise his voice or treat me gently, and those people would want to pounce on him like dogs and lick his boots.

Why, I can't?

After he ascended the throne, unruly people caused trouble and rumors spread.

Tonight, my father's ghost actually came back!

It’s only the seventh day!

He vaguely remembered that the Five Pecks of Rice Sect in Jiange County had put forward a statement.

Every seven days, the deceased will return to the human world to see their children and relatives. This lasts for a total of seven sevens, or forty-nine days...

The first seven days are particularly important and are called "the first seven days".

He had scoffed...

But I didn’t expect that I would actually meet him!

He was in a daze and not paying attention to the road. He was tripped by something while running.

To put it bluntly, "paofu" is pajamas, but it is a polite name used by nobles. In fact, its protective function is not as good as that of a farmer's coarse cloth shirt.

The fall made him dizzy and his body was covered with many scratches.

The one who tripped him was a secret guard who had fainted on the ground.

This wasn't the first time he'd seen...

Throughout the palace, all the guards and secret guards that the little emperor could see fainted on the ground.

He kicked angrily.

Behind him, a familiar yet cold voice was gradually approaching.

"Huang'er, where are you? I miss you so much..."

The little emperor shuddered and continued to run, rolling and crawling.

After all, he was born into a noble family and had some military qualities.

He quickly figured out that his damn father would soon turn the corner and run into him.

But he didn't dare to see it!

If a ghost knows that he has become a ghost, will he know how he died?

If you want to get rid of the opponent, you have to use the terrain!

The little emperor made up his mind, turned over and climbed up the nearby wall, and then jumped onto the attic through the wall.

I hope this darkness can also affect the ghosts' vision.

The little emperor unexpectedly felt a little regretful that he did not go to the national temple system to learn about ghosts.

In his eyes, these things should not be his concern.

While rummaging around in the attic, he unexpectedly heard some noise.

"These things are good stuff. They can be used after some repairs. It's a pity that no one has maintained them for so long."

"Then we shall..."

The little emperor was overjoyed, he finally met a living person!

"Help! Someone come and help!"

There was a pause in the voice over there, as if two people were communicating.

"Are you calling us?"

"That should be it..."

"Shouldn't he be able to hear us talking..."

"Don't forget, we are in the fog of war..."

Two voices were asking and answering each other, ignoring him as if he were nothing, and the chill in the air behind them was growing heavier.

The little emperor had a vague feeling that his dead father was approaching.

He said anxiously.

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you afraid that I will dismiss you from your positions and drive you out of the palace?"

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